"You may go into the village but be back by morrow's first light! We set sail at daybreak!" Shue told his men. They were at a port off the coast of Marseille. Each were in a daze about what happened mere days ago.
"Are we to get supplies?" One man shouted.
"In the next port! Then we'll be sailing for home!"
"King Richard will not be happy about this." Michael whispered.
"Tis Malcolm's fault." Jacob hissed. "He couldn't handle one female."
The look Malcolm gave him was terrible as he lurched forward.
Noah stepped between them. "He's merely jesting."
"Calm down, Malcolm." Michael rubbed his brother's back.
Malcolm stalked off and was the first to leave the ship.
Michael sighed. "I'm glad I don't room with him."
Samuel, who did, sighed. "He is not happy."
"He was bested by a woman. Would you be?" Arthur wheeled to the side of the ship. "Come now. Help me."
The men helped him off the ship then wandered into town. It was around eight at night in a foreign village. They were hopelessly lost.
"Is that Malcolm?" Finn pointed up ahead.
They looked and sure enough, it was. They all called out and waved. "Malcolm!"
He turned and stopped.
They raced over to him. "Where are you going?"
"To a tavern." Malcolm grumbled. "If the directions some old crone gave me are correct."
"Charmer." Michael clapped his back.
Malcolm ignored him. "Damned French! I can't read anything!"
"I know French." Arthur wheeled forward. "Barely. I only just started learning."
Malcolm gave him the directions as best he could remember and after a few wrong turns, the group made it to the Lyon Tavern. They went inside and stopped dead.
"Is this fortunate or what?!" Arthur grinned.
The tavern was filled with women. Not just women but women in leather pants and soft lawn shirts. The pirates!
Obviously they were celebrating.
The thirteen men moved into the tavern and stopped beside the admittedly beautiful women. "Hello!"
The women looked over and laughed.
The men weren't expecting that reaction.
Finn started to withdraw his sword when Q smiled at him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"Why? Are you an accomplished swordswoman as well?" He asked.
"Yes. But this tavern has a no fighting ban. Can't you read?" She pointed to a sign written in French.
Finn blushed and removed his hand from the hilt of his sword. "Then let us readjourn outside."
"Not until I'm good and sloushed." MA refused as she tipped her cup back.
Malcolm narrowed his eyes. "You fight unfairly, m'lady."
"Sore loser, eh?" She smirked. "I've killed men for less."
"Your crimes will not go unpunished."
"Of course not. But they will this night."
T jumped up and pulled Michael to a seat near her. "Join us!"
"Alright." Michael went willingly.
Finn was gobsmacked. "They're the enemy!"
"Beautiful enemy." Samuel caught sight of Q and winked at her.
"Finn is correct." Shane shook his head. "Tis not right."
"Thank you!" Finn waved his hands.
"Take a load off!" Z lifted her pint. "We'll even buy you a round!"
"Hell, deal!" Arthur pulled up beside Bratt.
Who giggled. "Hello again!"
"How are you?" He kissed her hand.
"A gentleman." She giggled again.
"Yeah baby!"
Satan sneered. "You're half a man. You're just gentle."
"And what is your name?" He asked the fiery Latina.
"Satan."
"Apt."
She gave him a dirty look.
"Ooh! Look at her!" Jacob elbowed Ryder. "I call her!"
Ryder nodded. "She's very beautiful."
"Go for the blonde next to her."
Ryder blushed. The girls could clearly hear them. "She wouldn't like me."
"Get some confidence!" Jacob rolled his eyes. "See, I'll start you off." He dragged Ryder behind him and walked up to the two young women. "I'm Jacob Puckerman and this is my fellow cabin boy, Ryder Flynn. Who might you enchantresses be?"
Rosette blushed. "I'm Rosette. This is Kit."
The blonde crossed her arms. "He was right. We're not interested."
"Come on. We're clearly the youngest of both crews. We have a lot in common."
"I think not." Kit was stubborn.
"I like your hair." Ryder blurted.
Rosette wasn't used to male attention and begged Kit with her eyes.
Kit relented. "One drink and then you go."
"That's all I need!" Jacob pulled up a seat.
Noah and Samuel sat across from MC and Q. "Hello, ladies!"
"Did they just call us ladies?!" MC squealed in French.
"Do you speak this ghastly language?" Noah asked.
Q cleared her throat. "Tis not ghastly."
"Anything would sound right beautiful coming from your lips." Samuel flirted.
"Whoo!" MA yelled. "Stake your claim, Q! He's a looker!"
The other girls began catcalling.
Q's lips twitched as Samuel turned red. "What would you know about romancing a woman?"
Samuel's green eyes twinkled as his embarrassment lessened. "Only what my mama taught me."
"You don't sound British."
"I'm American." Samuel said proudly. "Southern through and through."
"You're a colonist?" Q was surprised. "And you're in the British navy?"
"Aye. I didn't exactly get along with all the laws back home. I was given the chance to ship out or be jailed. I'd rather be on the open seas than rotting in prison."
Q looked to MC and spoke in French. "He's a rebel."
"Ooh, you like him!" MC cooed.
Q blushed. "Stop it, dear sister."
"Do you understand them?" Ross Pikes asked MA.
"I don't speak this rot. This entire bedeviled country can kiss my-"
Majors slapped a hand over MA's mouth. "She means no."
"I'm Ross." He held out a hand. "I'm from the colonies as well."
MA moved Majors' hand. "We won't hold that against you."
"Are you from Africa? You have such beautiful copper skin."
"Thank you but MC and I are from Italy."
Noah's eyes lit up with interest. "Italian women are my favorite."
MC blushed. "You don't look British either."
"I'm not." He said quickly. "My brother and I are from Saudi Arabia. We're Jewish."
"There's Jews in Saudi Arabia?"
"Yes, ma'am. Have you been?"
"A few times but they don't like us much."
"I find it hard to believe someone doesn't like you." He grinned charmingly.
Her blush rose.
"May we sit next to you?" Azimio asked White.
She flushed and nodded.
Azimio couldn't stop staring at her. "Where are you from?"
"Africa."
"My parents were from Africa. I hear it's beautiful."
"It's beautiful. Yet harsh."
"How harsh can a place be to produce such a beautiful woman?" He lifted her chin.
Her mouth fell open and she elbowed her companion. "Did you hear that, Porcelain?"
Porcelain removed his cloak. "He's being honest. You're beautiful, White."
David Karofsky gasped. This boy was as white as the moon and slender with fairy features. "My name is David."
Porcelain was shocked. "Are you speaking to me?"
"Yes. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Because. Look at me."
David blushed.
Porcelain's eyes widened.
Azimio saw what was happening. "How did a guy end up on an all female crew? You are the only guy, right?"
"They see me as one of the girls." Porcelain didn't take his eyes off David. "It helps that I'm the way I am."
"We're an open minded crew."
Porcelain smiled.
"You seem like a nice man, Ross." MA said. "Meet Flip."
Ross was struck by the dark skinned beauty. "Hello, m'lady."
Flip flushed and smiled. "Hello."
Ross sat next to her. "May I buy you a drink?"
"The first round's on us." Flip reminded him.
"Then allow me to get the next one."
Shane sat at the same table as them and Z. "Tis highly inappropriate and uncommon behavior."
"Calm down." Z shoved a drink at him. "Drink."
"What would Captain Shue say?!" Finn lifted his hands helplessly.
"That we're pathetic?" Sebastian Smythe lifted a brow. "As long as they're buying, I'll take a drink."
"We should be arresting them."
"Then why aren't we?" Malcolm had been glaring at an uncaring MA this whole time.
"I don't know if we can." Finn was over his head. "Do you even have the map?"
"No." MA sat up. "Sit down and have a drink before you die of uptightness."
Finn crashed into a seat. "I'm going to regret this."
Majors pulled Malcolm to a seat at their table. "Please smile. You look dreadfully upset."
He looked at her and was amazed by the kindness in her brown eyes. "I am."
"Is it because a woman bested you?"
"Tis true." He nodded once.
"Wee babe." MA muttered.
He narrowed his gaze on her. "I am no babe."
"You sound like one."
His glare intensified.
"So you're sisters?" Michael said loudly.
MC nodded, thankful he at least had a calm head. "MA, Q and I."
"Q's their sister because they grew up together." Bratt said.
"You don't look Italian." Samuel stared hard at Q.
"I'm from Sweden." Q told him. "But the three of us have been together longer."
"I have a younger brother and sister. Who's older?"
MC raised her hand. "By a week."
"How old are you?" Noah asked. "You look too young to cross a street by yourselves let alone be pirates."
"All of us in this room are nearly twenty."
"Are you two twins?" Samuel asked.
MA smirked. "I was born ten months after them."
"You look just alike."
"So do they. I can tell they're brothers." MC pointed out the Chang brothers.
"He looks nothing like me." Michael denied.
Malcolm scowled.
MA gave a loud Ha!. "Got that right."
Malcolm's face contorted. "What does that mean, maiden?!"
"He's good-looking."
T cheered as the others oohed.
Majors facepalmed. "I believe this one is good looking as well. Just in a different way."
"I don't see it." MA looked deeply into Malcolm's eyes as she delivered the verbal blow.
Malcolm's cheeks turned red. "There is more than looks to a man!"
"Not much. Your sex is useless."
"Hey!" Finn whined.
"Most of your sex is useless. I've yet to find a capable man."
"Mayhap you've killed him?" Malcolm said between clenched teeth.
"If I was able to kill him, he wasn't worth much, now was he?"
"MA!" MC hissed in Italian.
"What worth do you have, minx?" Malcolm demanded.
"MA's worth a lot." Majors came to her rescue. "She's the ship's doctor."
"What ninny would allow this madwoman near them?"
The girls glared at him as MA smirked. "She's good at what she does!"
"Doctors make you feel better. How on Earth could she make you feel better?"
"She sings to you while she stitches you up." Bratt defended.
"And she gives you the good stuff when she's diggin out the ball from a pistol." Satan added.
"She's quick and thorough." Q went on. "You never have to see her until something else goes wrong."
Noah's eyebrows moved. "I have a ball in my back that our quack doctor said was too far in to get out. Take a look at it?"
MC cooed. "What happened?"
Noah was about to explain that it was another woman's husband but didn't want that look to fade. "Battle."
She pouted and he smirked.
"If you really want me to dig a ball out of your back, you're going to need something stronger than ale to drink." MA said.
Noah turned. "Barkeep! Your strongest spirit!"
MA took a knife from her boot and placed it over the open flame at their table.
"Do you always keep knives on you?" Malcolm sneered.
"Yes."
Noah unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. "Pardon me, ladies."
The girls eyed him greedily and he preened as he walked over to MA. He sat in a seat and turned his back to her.
She waited until the barman gave him the drink before telling him to bite down on his shirt. As soon as he did, she sliced into his back. It was obvious where the bullet was and she made a tiny hole before delving deep. She worked quickly but with a steady hand.
She worked the ball out inch by inch until she was able to grasp it with her fingers. She set it on the table and threaded a needle she had stuck in her shirt. She sewed up his flesh then poured a bit of alcohol on it. "There."
A cheer went up.
"How'd you do that?" Malcolm wouldn't admit to being impressed.
"Practice." She returned the knife and needle to her person as Noah went back to his seat.
"How's it feel, brother?" Jacob asked.
Noah flexed as he redid the buttons on his shirt. "It itches a bit but otherwise good."
"MA's the best." MC gloated.
"What else can you do?" Malcolm wondered. "You fight and you patch up the wounded."
"She reads all those scientific periodicals and is up to date." Majors bragged.
"You can read?!"
MA glared at him. "I may be a pirate but I'm no idiot!"
He raised his hands. "I apologize."
"Most of us can read. Some of us in more than one language." Q said.
"Do you like to read?" Samuel asked.
"I enjoy it from time to time. Do you?"
He shook his head. "No. I'm a poor reader."
"I could help you."
He leaned forward. "Could you now?"
"Seriously. What else can you do?" Malcolm asked.
"Why? Close to respecting me?" MA taunted.
"You are a hard woman to get to know…"
She inclined her head and knocked back her drink.
"Don't I know it." Majors muttered. "But once you know her…, it gets harder."
Satan and Bratt fell out laughing.
MA scowled. "I didn't ask for you to get to know me."
"She's completely lovable though." Majors ignored her. "She and her sisters are musically inclined."
"Really?" Noah looked at MC.
"I sing a little." She blushed.
"MC sings a lot." Bratt bragged. "She's the main cook and she sings loud enough for the ship to hear her while she's cooking."
"And doing just about anything else." MA and Q said in unison.
MC blushed. "I like to sing."
"It's a good thing she's good at it or we'd have cut out her tongue long ago." MA snickered.
MC made a face at her sister. "You sing, too!"
"Not like you do. Nobody sings like you do." MA gave her praise.
MC blushed. "Thank you."
"I wish there was a stage big enough for everyone to hear MC sing." Q said.
MC ducked her head. "No!"
"Yes!" Rosette cheered. "You're the best singer ever!"
"I'm not."
"Take a compliment!" Satan snapped.
"Fine! Thank you!"
"What else do you girls do when you're not stealing?" Finn asked as he drank his second ale.
"We read, we take care of the ship and each other and we sing and dance." Q lifted her chin.
"Oh ho! You dance?!" Samuel's eyes lightened.
Q blushed. "We dance."
"None as good as Bratt though." Satan glanced at the blonde warmly.
Bratt smiled back. "MA. We often dance together."
"How?" Arthur was confused.
"We take turns being the man and woman."
"MA and I dance together, too." Majors piped up.
MA looked to her sharply.
"We do." Majors raised her shoulders slightly.
MA looked away in disgust.
"Women dancing together." Finn blinked. "Now I've heard of everything."
"I think it's adorable." White smiled at MA and Majors.
MA looked at her.
"Or not."
"Lighten up, MA." Q rolled her eyes. "It's just dancing."
MA's index finger tapped on the old wooden table.
"You've danced with all of us at one time or another." Rosette said.
Z laughed. "Not like that!"
MA shot her a glare as her finger tapped harder.
Flip blushed and giggled. "No way!"
"How did you not know?" Porcelain smirked.
"But how? They don't even bunk together!"
MA glared at Flip then at Majors.
The redhead raised her shoulders. "It's okay."
"I'll say. The redhead's pretty. Not my type mind you but I don't think I'm either of your type either." Sebastian raised his drink.
MA stood abruptly.
Majors pulled on her arm. "Please don't leave. He doesn't know what he's talking about."
"Sure." Sebastian smirked.
MA snatched her arm away and walked out.
Majors groaned lightly before glaring at an unrepentant Sebastian. "Thanks a lot."
He saluted her with his ale.
Majors turned to Malcolm, who was quiet. "What do you like to do for fun?"
Malcolm raised a brow. He was nowhere near a stupid man but if she refused to acknowledge it, so would he.
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MC laughed loudly. "I love this story!"
Noah grinned. "He tells me I have to the count of three to surrender and while he's counting, I plunge my sword into his leg. He screams like a little girl as I pull it out and he just sort of crumples onto the ground cursing my name."
"Then what?!"
"He swears he's going to get revenge but I haven't heard from him to this day."
"I suppose no one will make merry with your mother again!"
"You never insult a man's mother." Noah nodded once.
Samuel turned to Q. "We're friends for a reason but I can't always tell what it is."
Q giggled. "You would do the same."
"Darn straight! Nobody talks to my mama!"
Q giggled harder.
"You have nice hair." Ryder murmured.
Kit narrowed her eyes. "What?"
"I said you have nice hair." He blushed.
"Why won't you look me in the eyes? Is it because I'm a pirate?"
"No!" He waved his hands.
Jacob facepalmed. "He's just never spoken to such a lovely woman before."
Kit didn't believe that at all.
"Kit." Rosette elbowed her.
Kit blew out a breath. "Thank you. You have nice hair, too."
Ryder took what he could get. He still blushed though. "And you have pretty lips."
Kit's eyes widened.
Jacob wanted to laugh so badly. Rosette grinned, happy her friend was getting attention.
"I am the ship's navigator." Arthur said proudly. "I look at the stars and skies and maps to make sure Shane knows where we're going."
"I can't read maps but I can read people." Bratt sat up excitedly.
"Can you now?"
"Aye!"
"Then read me."
Bratt studied him seriously. "You are kind. You are smart. You are fun and exciting. You are also serious. There is pain in your past but you don't let it define you. You have courage and bravery and you are most definitely all man."
Arthur stared at her, shocked. "Are you a witch?"
Bratt giggled. "No."
Satan rolled her eyes. "I doubt you're all that. Bratt sees what she wants to see."
"I'm sure she's very insightful." Arthur argued softly.
Bratt smiled warmly. "Thank you."
"Want to take a walk?"
"How are you going to walk?" Satan sneered.
"You're a cold woman."
"Satan's not that bad. She's just protective." Bratt rubbed her friend and lover's arm.
"And don't you forget it, knave. Where she goes, I go." Satan pointed to herself.
"I don't know if there will be room for you on my lap. You have a round bottom." Arthur taunted.
"Men seem to like it."
Arthur simply stared at her.
She could feel heat rush to her cheeks at his unspoken words. "Let us go then. I want to see how this "walk" will turn out."
"You've led a life of adventure." Porcelain whispered in awe.
"Haven't you? You're a pirate!" David sputtered.
"I don't see much action. I'm useless in a fight and Sly knows that." He sighed.
"I could show you some moves. Just so you don't get hurt if you're on your own." David blushed.
Porcelain blushed as well. "Thank you."
David stood. "Let's go. There's room outside."
"Want to watch?" Azimio asked White.
She nodded. "Your friend is really nice to Porcelain. I could see them being really good friends."
Azimio laughed until he saw she was serious. "Aye. I can see that as well."
"There are times when I hate our captain." Z said. "She's crazy and power mad."
"Isn't that a misnomer?" Shane asked.
Z laughed. "You're funny."
Shane smiled. "Really?"
"Yeah. I like you."
Shane blushed. "You're a formidable woman, Ms. Z."
"Now cut all that "Ms" stuff out. I'm just Z."
"Of course, Miss."
Z blushed and shook her head.
"You are a striking woman." Ross told Flip.
Flip smiled. "You are handsome."
"No, I'm not. But thank you for your kind words."
"You're handsome to me."
Ross felt his entire world shift.
Finn hiccuped. He was really feeling the effects of his ale. He no longer cared that his crew were chatting up pirates. They weren't that bad anyway.
Sebastian downed another drink then stood. "I'm going back to the ship. Your company has been delightful, ladies but I must repair to my quarters at once." He bowed then left.
"We should all go soon." Michael looked at his watch.
T pouted. "Must you?"
"We leave at daybreak."
"We're leaving soon, too."
"You're following the map?"
"Aye."
"What's even on it?"
"You haven't seen it?"
Michael shook his head.
"We haven't either." T admitted. "Sly keeps a close eye on it."
"What's it even a map to?"
"We don't know where but we definitely know to what."
"What is it?"
"Treasure."
"And the king of England had it in his palace all this time? Mayhap it is too old and someone has gotten to it first?"
"No one's had all the missing pieces to find it." She shook her head.
"And you do?"
"Nearly."
He nodded. "King Richard will be very upset about losing it."
"I wish we didn't have to take it from you."
He shrugged. "You don't always win."
"I'm going to go." Malcolm said. "Tis been a pleasure speaking with you, Majors. You're an exceptional girl."
Majors blushed. "Thank you. I liked speaking with you as well."
"Safe travels." He bowed before leaving.
Majors sighed. She really liked him. He was smart, sweet and honorable. It was hard to run across many honorable men in her life.
"Let's take a turn about the village." MC suggested.
"Can you manage?" Noah asked.
She nodded slowly. "We'd just have to go very, very slowly."
Q grabbed her sister's arm and helped her up. "Where do you want to go about the village?"
"Just around."
Samuel offered Q his arm. Q blushed but took it. Noah did the same with MC. The foursome passed David, Porcelain, Azimio and White outside. They all waved to each other then continued on in their endeavors.
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Malcolm breathed in the fresh air as he walked back to the ship. It was quiet and he was alone. He liked it like that. Though his men were his friends, he liked being alone as well. If for no other reason than to regroup and collect his thoughts.
He walked across the gravel and nearly stopped when he heard a voice. It was the voice of a siren, luring him into dangerous rocks. He looked around and spotted her up ahead, just sitting on a pole, singing.
He walked up to her. "You sing beautifully."
"Go away." She resumed singing.
"I apologize for Sebastian."
She stopped singing abruptly and got down. She walked away, towards the woods.
He blinked in surprise. "Wait!"
She kept moving.
He raced after her. "Wait!"
She moved faster.
He had a hard time keeping up as she ducked and dodged him. He finally was able to grasp her arm and pull her around. "What is your problem? I'm trying to apologize!"
"Don't bother!" She yanked her arm away.
"Why are you so prickly?!"
She turned from him.
He pulled her back. "You're so infuriating! Why on Earth would Majors want to be with you?!"
She blushed but glared up at him. "You know not of what you speak of! I'd advise you to mind your tongue lest I remove it from your useless throat!"
He glared at her. "She is sweet and kind and beautiful! What does she see in you?!"
"If you like her so much, marry her!"
"Would you even care?!"
"No."
He wanted to shake her. "All she could talk about was you."
"What a swift conversation."
"We've been talking all night."
Something passed in her eyes but it was gone before he could fully understand it. "Do you want a medal?"
"How can someone so little cause so much trouble?!"
"Little?!"
"You barely reach my chest."
She kicked him. When he bent over to rub his leg, she walked away.
He hobbled after her and threw himself on her. They both fell to the ground and rolled. He ended up atop her and gazed into her eyes.
She glared at him with green fire. "Get off me!"
He snapped out of it and glared back. "Who are you?!"
"Someone that would like very much to run you through!" She pushed at his shoulders.
"Would you let me untangle our legs?!" He felt like cursing then realized that he was indeed on top of a woman. A very soft, cool woman. "Why are you cold?"
"What?" She glared at him.
"Your skin. It's cool to the touch." He rubbed at her hand then touched her face.
She burned and moved her head. "Stop!"
He continued touching her in awe. "You have such fire but you can't feel it."
"Would you get off me already?!"
He shook his head. "I'm trying to pay you a compliment!"
"I don't want your backhanded compliments!"
"You are-!"
"What?!" She lifted her chin.
He glared at her for a moment before crashing his lips to hers. Heat burned the both of them and they leaned back to stare at each other.
MA licked her lips slowly and blinked her impossibly wide eyes.
Malcolm dipped his head to taste her again. This kiss was tentative and soft. It was unhurried and spoke of a tenderness he didn't think she possessed.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and changed the angle of the kiss. She swept her tongue over his bottom lip and when he opened his mouth at her boldness, she stormed inside.
He ran his fingers over her curves and finally untangled their limbs to open her legs and settle between them.
She swiveled her hips and he immediately pressed his firmness against her heat. They came together to writhe against each other but it wasn't enough.
He ripped his mouth from hers to press kisses to her face. He found the bottom of her shirt and pulled until it was over her head. He looked at her in the grass and found her irresistible.
She pulled him back down for a soul moving kiss and he palmed her breasts. His thumbs pressed against her nipples in time to the rhythm of her tongue.
She unbuttoned his shirt and ran her hands over his smooth chest and back. He kissed his way down to her chest and took a nipple into his hot mouth.
She arched her back and cried out even as she tightened her legs around his waist. He divided his attention between her two breasts as she held his head to her.
His fingers wandered down her form until he reached the buttons on her pants. He undid the three and plunged his hand inside. She was wet and swollen.
He pulled her bottoms down then did the same with his own. He looked at her as he positioned himself at her entrance. He was begging her to not refuse him but he would stop if she told him to.
She pulled him by his shirt and kissed him so he burrowed inside her. He swallowed her surprised cry and allowed her to get used to his size. When her hips started moving, he began to as well.
He pumped in and out of her slowly at first. She had never gone slowly with a male before. Usually they were two pumps and done. This was nice. She could feel him and be filled by him. She'd never felt so full before.
She wrapped her legs around him as much as her body would allow and wrapped her arms around his neck.
He started moving faster and she moved her hips in the opposite direction. He reached down and teased the hot button at the core of her then watched as she unfurled.
He watched her eyes specifically and was amazed when they lightened considerably and the green swallowed the black. He really loved her eyes. "You have beautiful eyes."
She flushed and ducked her head.
He kissed her and they felt a new urgency to cross a line. They pulsed and writhed against each other in an effort to make the other finish first. There would be no losers in this contest.
Just when she thought she wouldn't last, Malcolm fell over into the abyss. His rocking pulled her over in the next second then they kissed to keep the silence.
When all movement ceased, they parted lips and looked at each other, both breathing hard. She reached out, to stroke his face, then pulled back. But he nuzzled her hand anyway.
She allowed herself a moment of weakness before she pushed him off of her. He rolled easily and she began to redress.
He pulled up his own pants and redid the buttons before they both sat up. She reached for her shirt and pulled it on. She took her long black hair out of her shirt.
They both stood and he redid the buttons on his shirt. She stared over his shoulder the entire time. When he finished, he caressed her cheek then plunged his hand in her inky curls to bring her close and kiss her again.
The kiss was filled with heat and longing and ill-sated lust.
MA was the one to pull away. She searched his eyes for an answer when he didn't even know the question.
Suddenly there was a sound. Like a conch-shell being blown.
He turned with a frown. What made that noise? He turned back and she was gone. He took a step but literally had no idea where she'd gone.
He swore.
Was this just a fiery dream or did this really just happen?
He looked up and saw the sun was coming up so he headed back to his ship, thinking about the raven haired beauty that he'd begun having a craving for.
